1. My first BBC Blowjob


    Date: 10/30/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Interracial, Author: BBCcumlvr, Rating: 87, Source: sexstories.com

    really don't want this cigarette." I threw it on the floor. "What I really want is this," I reached my left hand over and caressed his cock through his jeans. I startled him again, but he rolled with the surprises very well. He leaned in and kissed me while I awkwardly fumbled with his belt. After the kiss ended I confessed again. "Your the first black guy I ever kissed, or anything else." He smiled, "Well I hope I don't let you down." Then he kissed me again, and as he did, he helped me get his pants undone and pulled down enough to release his hard cock to me. I wasted few seconds once I had his cock in my left hand and was pumping him. We ended our kiss and I lowered down taking his cock into my mouth. Nervous and still unsure of myself as a cocksucker, I furiously sucked him; fast and deep, never breaking the rhythm once I got going. He was big, but not huge, about 8" and nicely thick. I felt him reaching around and slipping a hand into my pants to rub my pussy from behind, then his other hand come to rest on my head, taking hold of my hair. Dee ...
    strolled by around then, because later he told me all he could see walking by was him leaning back, slightly reclined, and my head bobbing up and down rapidly with his hand on my head. It took about five minutes, but I heard Darren groan some, then, as if to warn me, say "I'm gonna cum Honey." Maybe he thought I was going to lift up and finish him with my hand, but that thought never crossed my mind. He came f***efully, shooting several times into my mouth, then I removed him from between my lips and pressed his cock to my face and let the last bit shoot against my lips and cheeks as I rubbed it around my face. I took him back into my mouth and sucked until a few more drops came out and he quivered and shook from the sucking. He was smiling as I raised back up. "Man, I can't believe how lucky I am tonight!" Two minutes later he was walking back into the bar bent over at the waist for some reason. I started the car but could barely steady myself enough to drive the hundred yards or so to pick Dee up. It was the first of many, and still the one I remember best.
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